Just because it is Christmas on Tuesday I thought I'd finish this one now :) ... Hope you've enjoyed it. There is so far one more part to this. However it is open for more. Hope you like it enough for me to try to continue it :)... Have a great Christmas and hope the new year is just as good if not better for everyone :)

As Jack watched the scared young girl, during their sixteen minute trip back to Cheyenne Mountain, from her school he sighed. He hated the fact that he was seeing his sister in this little girl. She just looked so scared! And his mind was suddenly plagued with memories he'd rather forget about.

"JON!" She screamed, from her position under her father. He had her pinned to the ground and was sitting over her hips and waist. As he ran into the lounge room he could have killed the man then and there. Running over he ripped their father off her, and grabbed her tightly, as she cried into his chest.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing you little bastard?"

"Don't EVER touch her again!" He yelled.

"She needs to be punished!" He hissed.

"Not with a beating!" He yelled. "And not with rape! You stay the hell away from her!" And with that he took her to his room and locked the door. It had been several months before Debbie left his room to sleep in her own bed after the attack.

But the look on her face was something he'd never forget! He wished he had killed his father that day!

"Jack?" Xan whispered watching him. Shaking his head slightly he smiled gently at her.

"You ok?"

"You're scaring me. You..."

"Oh angel," he whispered moving to sit next to her. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, hugging her tightly.

"I don't want to be alone Jack! My mum is all I have! I don't see grand dad anymore either!" She cried.

"Sh, angel. I'm sorry." He stated hating himself for dredging up his past while this little girl needed him so much now. His sister was an adult with children of her own these days. She didn't need his protecting since their father was thrown in jail for assaulting one young and beautiful Samantha Carter. Sighing he shook his head again.

"What was you thinking about?" She asked gently.

"What was I thinking about?"

"Yes,"

"Just my sister. You look a lot like her."

"Can I meet her?" She sniffled looking at him.

"Lets see how mum pulls through first ok?"

"Is she going to be ok Jack? What is going to happen to me? Where will I stay? Will I stay with you? I don't know my dad! Do I get to go home and get some things?"

"Hey one at a time," he smiled. "I'm sure she will be ok! We'll talk to the General about you ok? We'll find a place for you to stay. Did you want to stay with me? And of course we can get you something's from home."

"I want to stay with you. You're nice, and mum would agree to it. You work with her don't you?"

"Yeah I do," he whispered.

"Then can I stay with you?"

"We'll see what happens." He smiled.

As they were in the Mess hall after being dismissed by the General, Xantheia was sobbing against Jack's chest, when Daniel limped in. Sitting heavily in front of the tray Jack had his lunch on he smiled.

"Thanks Jack!" He grinned and started eating some of the fruit.

"That's not your's Daniel!" He huffed, shifting Xantheia, so she was sitting in his lap, and pulling the tray towards them.

"Oh, you're really mean! I can't walk!"

"That's your own fault Daniel! You shouldn't have had those wires scattered everywhere in your office!"

"It wasn't my fault!"

"Yes it was!"

"Was not!"

"Was too!"

"Not!"

"Too!"

"Not!"

"Too!"

"Not!"

"Jack," Xantheia whispered cutting them off.

"Yeah?"

"Can we go home? I want to get something."

"Yeah sure," he smiled.

"So she's staying with you then?" Daniel questioned as Charlie and Lou walked over and sat in the remaining two seats.

"Yeah, General thinks it's for the best."

"Really?" Lou questioned giving Charlie a hard look.

"I'll take her if you want Jack," Charlie stated, to which Jack glared at him, tightened his grip on her, and stood.

"I'm perfectly capable of looking after her Charlie!" He huffed, and then left.

"Nice one," Lou huffed.

"What was I supposed to say? Jack you looking after Sam's kid is the worst idea ever? I mean she looks like Debbie because she's her niece?"

"No, but you could have been a little nicer about it!"

"What ever!" He huffed, and started eating.

"Who's Debbie? Is she the kids family?"

"Jack's sister," Lou stated.

"Louis!" Charlie hissed.

"What?"

"Jack's sister? And the kids niece? That would make Jack her..."

"You say anything doctor Jackson and it won't just be your leg that's broken!" Charlie hissed coldly, before leaving.

"What?"

"Jack doesn't know! He and Sam were together a long time ago. Things happened, she moved away we lost contact, Jack was pronounced dead after a mission, and well..."

"She never told him about the kid,"

"Nope! We all knew as the day we told her about Jack being dead she told Charlie. That was it, her father took a new assignment and we convinced her to go to. She needed her dad more then us at the time. But looking back I guess we should have made her stay. It wasn't until three weeks possibly a month after she left and we all lost contact did he show up, alive."

"Oh," Daniel muttered.

"It tore him up for a long time. One night we took him out got him smashed. He met Sara, had a kid and got married. Now all that's fallen through having Sam around again is killing him. That's why he was an ass to her on that first mission. It was cutting him up just as much it was cutting her up."

"And now she's in a coma,"

"Yeah," he sighed and played with his food. "Look Daniel I'm not really hungry anyway. Take your pick," he stated pushing the trays towards the slightly younger man, and left.

"So what are we looking for?" He asked as he followed Xantheia down the hall.

"I just want something that my dad gave my mum. It was my blanket when I was little. She says it's not mine, and if I play with it or anything I get in really big trouble, but I want it!" She stated pushing the door to her mothers room open. Standing at the door Jack froze, looking around the clean room.

"And of course it's in here right?" He questioned. Smiling at him she nodded, and pushed a chair to the cupboard.

"Yes." She smiled. Standing on the chair she reached up for the blanket but gasped as she saw the gun. "Jack!" She called trying to pull away. Moving to her he quickly pulled her off the chair as the gun fell.

"Jesus Carter!" He whispered grabbing the gun and making sure the safety was on - which it was.

"Sorry Jack, I've never seen it there before! She always has it in a draw in the study, locked away." she said gently. Raising his eye brows he looked at her.

"You know where she keeps it?"

"Mum always told me, so I would stay away. She caught me once picking the lock, because I wanted to know what was so special. She told me and I gave up. I didn't care. She said it was dangerous and I was never to touch it. So I never have." she stated getting back on the chair and grabbing the baby yellow blanket.

"Is that it?" He questioned. Smiling she nodded.

"Yep!" She grinned. "Mum said dad sent it to her, and left a note saying he wanted five or six children! But then he died," she sighed and climbed down. "Well I think he died. Mum always said he was dead but when I asked her again after someone bought our old house, she said he might just be alive after all."

"Really?"

"Yeah she found out something about this new job, and about him and she was so happy! She said he was alive, and that one day when she works out how to tell him, I'll meet him! I can't wait to meet him Jack! He was so nice, to her! I've heard ALL the stories! Even the one when he hurt her really badly!"

"What did he do?" Jack frowned, starting to fear that she knew more about him then what she consciously realised.

"He tried to strangle her. But she forgave him, and then they had me! Well mum had me after dad was presumed dead. And now he might be alive!" She squeaked. Nodding Jack's mind was in over drive.

'He tired to strangle her, but she forgave him,' didn't you try to strangle Sam at one point? Didn't she forgive you? You were pronounced dead, and she left. The time and her age sits, but could she be his? Could this little angel really be his daughter?

Could he be a father again?

Again have a great Christmas and New year :) .. I'll start the next segment postage in the new year. Enjoy your holidays :) .. And thanks for the reviews, follows, and likes / favourites :)